#yes i added a wm

[d-criss-news]

Darren on Whose Line Is It Anyway? doing Duet with Wayne Brady & Jeff Davis and Three Headed Broadway Star with Wayne Brady & Colin Mochrie.

*taped in 2014 but aired in 2022

[sereh624]

redacted characters w kids 💥💥

not to be mistaken for dad!redactedboys

david :

gets clung to at every pack event. something about the nonchalant, reserved man with the cute partner who gives them candy is extremely alluring. he’ll be sat in a chair, arms crossed with a “😒” expression as he has like 4 toddlers screaming in his ears, pulling on his hair, little hands iron-clad around his arms.

asher :

is “the fun one”, but not in the way he would have liked. the pack children definitely bag on him (obviously lovingly), milo acting as their little (literally) leader. outside of the teasing, asher is truly well-loved amongst the children.

milo :

picks fights w the teenagers LMAO. he sees them like a different species; how could someone be so intelligent yet incapable of basic manners and maturity? it makes his head spin. at the end of every argument (which he inevitably loses, because he is arguing with pre-teens who don’t quite grasp his large words yet), milo will be rambling to sweetheart during the car ride home about how he was never like that (he most certainly was).

darlin :

unlike milo, they get along well with the teenagers. it's a mix of their relatability and strong sense of personal justice, which aligns closely with them. unfortunately, the curse of having an older southern partner is all too real, so their name in their phones in meemaw/peepaw. it made their eyes roll the first time they saw it.

sam :

while i don't think he'd be super popular amongst the pack kids, he'd definitely be a safe space for the quieter teens to hang around. sam doesn't speak to them unless spoken to, which they like. every pack gathering, sam will have like two teens glued to their phones just following him around, avoiding smalltalk.

porter :

idk this man's an enigma. he either hates kids or is really good with them (maybe both lmao). it's not often porter finds himself in an environment where there would be children, but in the off-chance that he does, i think they'd find him funny. his wit is great for all audiences, and he doesn't even have to try. or he pisses them off. again, probably both.

vincent :

good with kids in a big-brotherly way. i picture him (headcanon alert) as having had a sibling or atleast a younger friend before he was turned, which gives him this brotherly vibe. nice for the most part, but again, i don't imagine vincent would find himself in a place that involves kids. unless he like. hangs out near playgrounds at night now cause he isn't in the house 😭😭😭

gavin :

pretty good. gavin doesn't mind entertaining them for a while, but he finds his humour is better suited for adult audiences. he could listen to a kid ramble all day, (interested “hmm?”’s and “ohh, is that right?”’s are his specialty) but when it comes to making conversation himself AND cracking kid-friendly jokes? yeah he's lost. short-lived social battery.

@skunkox @vividmilk @definitelynuwonhere

hi evie yes u got added to the taglist no u wont be removed i lvoe you

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[mydearestdarlingsidney]

On July 1, 1916, the 56th (London) Division attacked at Hebuterne, and during the morning I was engaged (as a lineman) in repairing our telephone lines between Battalion and Brigade H.Q. I had just been temporarily knocked out by a flat piece of shell and had been attended by a stretcher-bearer, who then left me and proceeded on his way back to a dressing station I had previously passed, whilst I went farther on down the trench to get on with my job.

I had not gone many yards when I met a very young private of the 12th Londons (the Rangers). One of his arms was hanging limp and was, I should think, broken in two or three places. He was cut and bleeding about the face, and was altogether in a sorry plight.

He stopped and asked me, "Is there a dressing station down there, mate?" pointing along the way I had come, and I replied, "Yes, keep straight on down the trench. It's a good way down. But," I added, "there's a stretcher-bearer only just gone along. Shall I see if I can get him for you?"

His reply I shall never forget: "Oh, I don't want him for me. I want someone to come back with me to get my mate. He's hurt!"—Wm. R. Smith, 231 Halley Road, Manor Park, E.12.

an excerpt from ‘500 of the Best Cockney War Stories’, c. 1930[?]

[aeligsido]

[WM] Prompt 28 — Outsider POV.

Rating: G.

Characters: Ginny Weasley, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin; brief appearance of Harry Potter.

Additional Tags: Ginny POV, Ginny & Sirius friendship, established relationship, nightmares, a bit of insomnia, mentions of CoS, trauma.

Summary: Ginny is getting used to Grimmauld Place.

Words count: 852.

A/N: Fun fact, I adore Ginny. Also, I think Sirius would have loved having her as a goddaughter-in-law, just saying. Hope you like it! ❤️

@wolfstarmicrofic

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Ginny has a hard time sleeping. It’s the unfamiliar environment, added to the general gloom of Grimmauld Place, and, obviously, the whole Voldemort-is-back thing.

Her nightmares are back in full force, now. She was just starting to get rid of them.

Hermione is sleeping soundly in her bed; Ginny slowly, carefully gets up, and out of their shared room. Maybe a glass of water, or some tisane, will help her sleep.

She has barely started making her way toward the stairs when she hears a noise. Reflexively, she hides between shadows and angles and watches as Professor Lupin — Remus? it’s still weird — passes by. He’s carrying two mugs, navigating the hallway with a familiarity she only noticed in Sirius. He keeps on going, up until Sirius’ room where the door opens just as he arrives, and closes right behind him.

Ginny escapes toward the kitchen, and when she’s back in her room some thirty minutes later, she sleeps a bit better.

-

She doesn’t think too much about it, admittedly; she’s probably not the only one having bad nights, and having a friend around is probably a huge help. Ginny doesn’t feel comfortable being vulnerable around Hermione, not to this point, and there’s no way she’ll go to her parents or siblings — they’ll just baby her more, and she doesn’t need more reminders of her mistakes.

Still, two days later she’s clearing out yet another sitting room alone with Sirius when the question blurts out of her mouth.

“Do you have nightmares too?”

Sirius freezes before looking over at her. He doesn’t look surprised, nor even angry — thoughtful, more like.

“Yes,” he answers honestly.

“I thought so,” she says, louder than she intended. “I just, I saw Professor Lupin going into your room last time, so I was wondering.”

Sirius smiles, and she would swear it’s amused, now. “Right.” Then, more serious, “do you?” At her expression, he clarifies, “have nightmares?”

“Oh.” She lowers her head; those days, it’s always at the back of her mind — the Basilik, the fear, the loss of control and the illusion of friendship, and Tom. “Yeah.”

She looks up; Sirius is still looking over at her, open and neutral, and he’s not her ex-teacher or someone who used to be close to her brother or a strict auror or any of her family — but he is an adult and Harry trusts him, and Harry rarely trusts anyone.

“Did anyone ever tell you about my first year?”

“I don’t think so,” he says, and sits down, and he lets her talk.

-

Ginny still wakes up in the middle of the night, sometimes. She still catches Professor Lupin going into Sirius’ room — the first time she doesn't bother to hide, he blushes furiously.

It becomes easier, slowly. They’ve started talking about bringing Harry in, hopefully soon — he’s not going to be happy about it anyways.

Sirius and Lupin are constantly into each other’s personal space, she notices. Maybe it’s how they’ve always been as friends — maybe it’s not. She knows Professor Lupin is living here, but not since when (before them, after Sirius moved in?), or even where his room is (she only ever saw him in Sirius’).

Ginny’s too busy with the house and her homeworks and her terrors to think too much about it.

-

Harry arrives. It’s chaotic for a while, what with the Dementors and the trial and Harry's expected anger, and it’s enough of a distraction that she’s too exhausted to dream at night.

It doesn’t stay this way long. Ginny spends a terrible night where she sleeps very little and cries silently a little too much, and she barely can keep her eyes open the next day.

“Go take a nap,” Sirius tells her as she yawns once again. They’re cleaning a bedroom today.

“I’m fine,” Ginny mutters, before yawning again. In truth, she doesn’t want to be alone; at least, at night, she can focus on Hermione. Now, she doesn’t want to think of what kind of stage it would put her in.

She closes her eyes one, two seconds, and then there’s a hand on her shoulders, steering her away.

“Come on,” Professor Lupin says. “I need to do some research in the library, and there’s a nice sofa to rest on.”

She could protest, she thinks. But when she looks back, Sirius gives her a smile and Harry a slightly confused thumbs up, and she feels more relaxed, somehow.

Ginny falls face first into the sofa. She’s asleep before she knows it.

(Ginny wakes up briefly. There’s a blanket tucked around her, and sunshine passing through the window. Professor Lupin is reading some books, his back turned toward her, and taking notes carefully.

She closes her eyes. She opens them again; Sirius is here, bending over Lupin, his face soft and fond and loving, and Lupin is looking at him just the same way.

They kiss, she thinks, but maybe she just falls asleep again. It doesn’t matter, still; she knows this expression, has seen it so many times before on her parents face.

Guess it’s not just Sirius’ room, then.)

[delilahcalicocat]

Can i please request a Cody Rhodes "Come with me" drabble where Cody leaves AEW and wants reader to go with him but she declines opting to stay at AEW with her father Taz and brother. Tyler/Hook. However months later she makes the decision to go and be with Cody and she hopes to surprise him during his WWE return at Wrestlemania 38. But will he see her sitting ringside behind Samantha Irvin 🤷‍♀️

Reader is Taz's daughter and Tyler/Hook's older sister

A/N: Of Course, But I've added a little touch here. Y/N and Tyler/Hook are in a tag team set up by their father Taz, and Y/N used to be a ring announcer for The WWE, so she asks if she can announce Cody as the winner of the main event of WM 38 :)

☆~Come with Me....~☆

{Rating: Fluff}

{Warnings: Swearing, Kissing, Hugging}

{Pairing: AEW!Cody Rhodes x Fem!Reader}

You and your brother were a tag team In AEW, HOOK and Y/N. Climbing the ranks thanks to team Taz..

Your father, You, and your little brother had the day off of work. It was a Tuesday so yeah you had some time.

While your father was busy, you were sitting on the couch next to your brother, who was busy Scrolling his phone.

"Hey don't you ever get tired of that shit? You're literally a day away from a massive title shot Ty!" You spoke

"Ehh, You gotta pass time, You gotta pass time. Ya get me?" Hook sighed.

You went to argue, but suddenly your phone rang... so you stepped away to your room.

"What's Up Cody?"

"Will you come to the WWE with me? I'm going back.. since my contract was kinda up..."

"Cody, I know you're gonna be upset. But I'm choosing my younger brother and my father.. my family kinda means more currently, since I used to barely see them"

"Y-Y/N... Can we even still?"

"Yes, we can continue to date.. even though it's gonna be long distance-"

"O-Ok... I gotta go now, they want to see me for the contract shit..."

Cody abruptly hung up after those words..

"Hey Bro, you wanna go to the gas station with me? Figure you might wanna get out of the house a little... maybe let dad breathe?" You spoke, Hook nodded as he stood up.

You both went to the gas station and then drove around town a little. You kept thinking about Cody though... how would he react if he saw you at wrestlemania 38?

Fuck it. You bought a ticket, you got super hyped up.. and you sat in your seat. Behind the ring announcer. Heh... you remember being a Ring Announcer For WWE...

No one there knew you for your AEW career, and it was a year after that brutal cell match and Seth wasn't ready for Cody's return...

You decided on the perfect way to surprise Cody...

You hid behind the commentary desk through the entire match, so when Cody won... you asked to announce it..

You got the okay, and Samantha handed you the Mic..

You took it and inhaled and looked towards the ring.

Your soft voice that Cody recognized instantly said confidently

"Here's your winner: "The American Nightmare" Cody Rhodes!"

Cody looked towards where Samantha was usually, and saw you instead... his smile grew wider and he actually slid out of the ring to come see you, he kissed you and hugged you.

Muttering a small "I fucking missed you.."

You smiled and hugged him back, whispering a small "I missed you too..."

[natashaslittlegirl]

Sweet dream - WM

Summary: your horny brain can stop thinking about Wanda, even while you're sleeping.

Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Smut, fingering (r receiving), oral sex (r receiving), chocking (w to r), dirty talk, slight praise and degrading kink

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"Oh, fuck!"

"Where are your manners, Y/N?" her hands with red sparks were touching your clothed core, rubbing your clit with her thumb. You couldn't think straight when she's touching you like this.

"Please." You breath out.

"Do you really want this?" She asks and you manage to nod, no words coming out of your mouth. "Then ask as if you really want it."

"Please, Wan- fuck" She stops and you raise your head to look at her "what, why the fuck did you stop?" she grabs your neck adding a bit of pressure, her eyes going red.

"Such a dirty mouth you have, didn't anyone teach you how to speak properly?"

"Enough of games, please"

"You're going to take what I give you without complaining, understood?" She applies a little more pressure to your throat, you feel your thighs drip with youf arousal.

"Yes, please I need you"

"More specific." she touches your clit exaggeratedly slowly again.

"Your fingers, please, I need your magic fingers inside me." She releases her hold on your neck and hooks her thumbs around the sides of your panties to pull them down and toss them across the room.

Her fingers slipping between your wet folds, coating them with your slick to suddenly shove two inside you. "Fuck."

"You feel so so good" she starts to move faster building up her pace, you can hear your juices against her fingers, your back arch as she touches all your weak spots.

You feel something new, you raise your head and see her between your legs, her tongue swirling around your clit, she moans as she tastes you, her fingers going faster and harder, the pressure you feel in your lower abdomen is too much .

"Can I cum? please" you try to say as firmly as you can, you can't believe the amount of moans that come out of your mouth.

"Cum in my mouth" and with that. beep beep beep.

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[oceanic-recollection]

For Oceanic as a whole, what was it like before the mass ascension?

Did you have brands? What was the relationship between you are your citizens, or the ancients in general? How did you feel about the ones that did maintenance on your puppets and cans? What do you think of the decision for them to make you to be able to disconnect from your cans?

<FDM> didn't need repairs all that much. mostly just help with upgrades. the people who helped me with those were really nice...

<BVQT> Similarly to Dew, I rarely required repairs, becoming fully independent in such after preliminary exams showed I was competent enough to not destroy my own body.

<BVQT> Those who repaired us, our teachers and our administrators were mainly one in the same. We were fairly low-maintenance after all.

<TSF> and you took over repairs, basically the second you got your diploma.

<BVQT> I did, yes.

<TSF> there were a couple of guys who came over to help with repairs a lot, before dew came, if quiet was busy with something. they were pretty nice, and, probably knew my can better than i did at the time~

<TSF> i stayed in contact with them for a while, although we weren't exactly "friends" or anything. honestly, i'm pretty sure the main reason we stayed in contact was because of that whole "head incident"...

<GRP> man you were SOOO scared of him after that

<GRP> you didnt look him in the face for like twelve moon cycles@!!

<TSF> ...yeah.

--

<WM> Quiette, Gamma und Myselffe all had Brandes based off of our various Hobbyes. I bellief that the Later Multitooles were in factte based on a desiggne by Quiette emselffe, whilste the cloths that were manifactured for myne own brande were based of the things I frequentley woree.

<UPSILON> I wanted a brand, I really did! But the design my dear administrator, may he rest peacefully and with no worries, gave to me was simply not acceptable by the standards of those ad holder... people. It was a dark time, truly.

--

<APIS> Being able to walk around is pretty useful! I guess our creators wouldn't have given it to us if they knew we'd mostly just use it to stare at common-er creatures, so I'm glad we all decided to do that after they... left...

<GRP> they must've thought we were SUPER boring...

<APIS> Yeah, us outskirters didn't really do much before they left lmao

<APIS> We did our job, they did theirs, and that's preddymuch all there was to it.

<GRP> and it was boring!

<GRP> i used to sneak out ALL the time whenever my admin was asleep and go to feathers's cause his city was the only one that wasn't totally boring sorry quiet

<APIS> And I went with you.

<GRP> and youuuu went with m!e!!!

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<TSF> none of our citizens really saw us as gods, if that's what you're asking. personally, i was a holyman, unable to be a god.

<FDM> and the rest of us were little kids who didn't deserve the title.

<TSF> or equals, who shouldn't have had the title forced on them.

<FDM> ...right.

<FDM> i didn't ever really interact with the people who lived in my city. most of them stopped eating not too long after i was finally built, and the rest grew their own food in fear of... prosecution, i think?

<BVQT> However sad that is it does remind me of something to do with my own ancients.

<BVQT> I recall that some of them believed my voice was soothing. Specifically, a good voice to sing nursery rhymes to children. In the promotion of a campaign meant to instate a law that would forbid parents from starving their children before they were truly affected by the cycle, I was commissioned to sing a small tune made specifically for the event. I still find myself humming it sometimes as it was quite catchy!

<BVQT> Gamma assisted me in that campaign, if I recall correctly. She cared very deeply for her citizens, and they cared for her in kind - I recall her administrator actively sought her out in every reincarnation of themself that was able to, specifically to request to care for her once more.

[bragganhyl]

64 prompt ask: Snow being shoved down the back of your coat

Thank you, Anon, here is a quick Aloth x Watcher something something, that takes place during WM part 1.

Word count: about 1230 words.

Night has fallen on the Russetwood. Or it may as well have, as far as Aloth was concerned. All that time he has spent in the Dyrwood and yet it still had corners that threw him off balance, whether that meant being used to the weather, the seasons or simply time itself. Regardless, it's been an exhausting day and now he was sitting on a trunk by the campfire, focusing on whatever light and warmth it had to offer, not really listening to the sounds of the camp or the chatter of the companions around him.

Look behind you!

Iselmyr's warning came late, just as Aloth felt a light tug at the neck of his coat, followed immediately by the feeling of biting cold against the back of his neck. Every fiber in his body tensed up and he gasped, inhaling deeply of the chilling air and the thick smoke of the fire ahead of him.

'Fye, ye ass-nibbling maggot!' Iselmyr shrieked in his voice as she stood up in his body, coughing and turning back, only to lock gazes with Edér, who stared wide-eyed at the reaction. Then a hearty laugh bubbled up from the farmer and he turned to run off.

Only for him to get hit in the face by a snowball.

'You want a snow fight?' The Watcher's melodious voice drowned out everything else in Aloth's ears. A mischievous grin brightened her face as she picked up some snow. 'You'll get a snow fight.'

'You're gonna regret saying that,' Edér snickered as he reached towards the ground, only to get a pile of snow unleashed on him from the thin air above him. The veteran collapsed under the sudden weight, and cursed into the snow as his face got buried in it. He stood up a moment later, with surprisingly little difficulty just as another pile appeared above him. 'Aw, this ain't fair...' he groaned but his voice got muffled by the pile crashing down on him, leaving only Hiravias' laughter filling the air.

'Per complanca, could you entertain yourselves in a way that doesn't attract every night predator in these woods?' Pallegina approached the druid. But it was Maneha who gave her an answer. Which took the form of a snowball that hit her right in the chest, burying the five suns on her armor. The paladin gasped at her, feigning offense, then shook her head in disappointment but with a faint smile hiding in the corners of her lips. She muttered some Vailian curses as she gathered some snow and joined the fray.

Soon the camp was alive with the sounds of laughter and cold, playful assaults being launched. Aloth couldn't help but smile as he looked on, slowly overcoming his initial shock but still shivering. It took him a moment to notice: the Watcher wasn't playing. She stood a step away from the others, still holding on to a snowball. But Gaura's gaze was fixed on the wizard. She watched him, while her impish smile faded then she let the snow slip from her grasp and made her way to Aloth.

'Are you alright?' She asked, a look of concern now clearly visible on her face. 'I could hear your teeth clattering from way over there,' she inclined her head towards the spot she was standing at. The sound of their companions' play fight seemed overwhelmingly loud even from where Aloth was standing. 'If you want, you can have my coat,' Gaura continued, as a strange ripple ran through her fiery hair, that she hastily smoothed down. 'We're roughly the same height, it should fit, I think.'

Iselmyr stirred within Aloth. The feeling of her intense encouragement and their shared frustration was about to overcome him.

'That would be lovely,' he blurted out, trying to calm both himself and her. A moment later he processed the words he used, however, which only got the heat rising in his cheeks. 'I mean, it... it's very considerate of you to offer,' he let out a short sigh and hoped it didn't betray his relief. 'Thank you,' he added hastily.

Gaura blinked at him, surprised at his reaction, then a soft smile appeared on her face, that was rendered even gentler by flames slowly dancing around her face. She undid her coat a moment later, which snapped Aloth out of his musings. He quickly took off his now soaked coat, cringing at the cold air biting into his skin, then exchanged it for the Watcher's. He slipped into it with ease, the scent of her skin filling his nostrils.

The lass smells like a whole church.

Aloth agreed, to a degree. Iselmyr felt tense in the back of his skull, uncomfortable, clearly associating the smell with the Leaden Key. And it was true, that they inducted their gatherings like sermons, but Aloth didn't even think of them until she did. The coat just smelled like... Its owner.

'It's just incense,' he whispered as he wrapped the coat around himself tighter.

'Come again?' Gaura cocked her head at his comment.

'Iselmyr just noted that... you smell a bit like incense.'

'She's not the first to say that,' the Watcher shrugged with a smile, which guided Aloth's attention to her shoulders. Those beautiful, sculpted...

'Are you not going to put on the coat?' The wizard asked when he noticed that she stood there with only her sleeveless shirt on, lightly holding his coat against her chest.

'I don't feel cold the same way as most kith,' she waved off the question.

'Still...' Aloth wasn't quite sure what to say. The only thing on his mind was an image of him holding her close, wrapping her coat around both of them. A strange feeling welled up in him. He imagined it as Iselmyr rolling her eyes at him.

Effigy's nethers, she looks about as smitten with ye, as ye're with her.

Nonsense, Aloth thought. Gaura was just... like that: a little bit in love with everyone she met. Until they proved themselves unworthy of her love, that is. It would be very arrogant of him to think she'd feel any differently about him. It was a notion that was both comforting and terrifying.

Iselmyr didn't feel convinced. Aloth wasn't entirely convinced either. Deep down there was a part of him that couldn't help but... hope. For what, he didn't really know. The longer he thought on the answer, the longer the list got.

'You should keep yourself warm,' he said eventually. With a quick motion of his hand, he conjured a small flame and reached it out towards her. Gaura's eyes widened then a sweet and... fond laugh burst up from her. It was indeed foolish of the wizard to think he could outmatch the fire placed in her by a god. And yet... he felt there were a lot of foolish things he was willing to - at least - consider trying for her.

'Thank you, Aloth. That's very sweet of you,' the Watcher smiled at him. Then she moved past the wizard, sat down by the campfire and patted the spot beside her.

Aloth sat down, close enough to the Watcher for his shoulder to brush against hers. Obviously, he did it to keep his flame close to her. Evidently, Gaura didn't move away so she could stay close to the heat of his magic. The night was strangely warm and comfortable.

[agox]

Last night I got high and wrote a program to find all of the unused elemental symbols. It turns out there’s 585 of them and it’s much less interesting the next day.

One interesting finding: I couldn’t be bothered to generate all possible one and two letter strings, so I asked ChatGPT to write me code that would do all that for me. It worked surprisingly well!

['a', 'd', 'e', 'g', 'h', 'j', 'l', 'm', 'q', 'r', 't', 'x', 'z', 'aa', 'ab', 'ad', 'ae', 'af', 'ah', 'ai', 'aj', 'ak', 'an', 'ao', 'ap', 'aq', 'av', 'aw', 'ax', 'ay', 'az', 'bb', 'bc', 'bd', 'bf', 'bg', 'bj', 'bl', 'bm', 'bn', 'bo', 'bp', 'bq', 'bs', 'bt', 'bu', 'bv', 'bw', 'bx', 'by', 'bz', 'cb', 'cc', 'cg', 'ch', 'ci', 'cj', 'ck', 'cp', 'cq', 'ct', 'cv', 'cw', 'cx', 'cy', 'cz', 'da', 'dc', 'dd', 'de', 'df', 'dg', 'dh', 'di', 'dj', 'dk', 'dl', 'dm', 'dn', 'do', 'dp', 'dq', 'dr', 'dt', 'du', 'dv', 'dw', 'dx', 'dz', 'ea', 'eb', 'ec', 'ed', 'ee', 'ef', 'eg', 'eh', 'ei', 'ej', 'ek', 'el', 'em', 'en', 'eo', 'ep', 'eq', 'et', 'ev', 'ew', 'ex', 'ey', 'ez', 'fa', 'fb', 'fc', 'fd', 'ff', 'fg', 'fh', 'fi', 'fj', 'fk', 'fn', 'fo', 'fp', 'fq', 'fs', 'ft', 'fu', 'fv', 'fw', 'fx', 'fy', 'fz', 'gb', 'gc', 'gf', 'gg', 'gh', 'gi', 'gj', 'gk', 'gl', 'gm', 'gn', 'go', 'gp', 'gq', 'gr', 'gs', 'gt', 'gu', 'gv', 'gw', 'gx', 'gy', 'gz', 'ha', 'hb', 'hc', 'hd', 'hh', 'hi', 'hj', 'hk', 'hl', 'hm', 'hn', 'hp', 'hq', 'hr', 'ht', 'hu', 'hv', 'hw', 'hx', 'hy', 'hz', 'ia', 'ib', 'ic', 'id', 'ie', 'if', 'ig', 'ih', 'ii', 'ij', 'ik', 'il', 'im', 'io', 'ip', 'iq', 'is', 'it', 'iu', 'iv', 'iw', 'ix', 'iy', 'iz', 'ja', 'jb', 'jc', 'jd', 'je', 'jf', 'jg', 'jh', 'ji', 'jj', 'jk', 'jl', 'jm', 'jn', 'jo', 'jp', 'jq', 'jr', 'js', 'jt', 'ju', 'jv', 'jw', 'jx', 'jy', 'jz', 'ka', 'kb', 'kc', 'kd', 'ke', 'kf', 'kg', 'kh', 'ki', 'kj', 'kk', 'kl', 'km', 'kn', 'ko', 'kp', 'kq', 'ks', 'kt', 'ku', 'kv', 'kw', 'kx', 'ky', 'kz', 'lb', 'lc', 'ld', 'le', 'lf', 'lg', 'lh', 'lj', 'lk', 'll', 'lm', 'ln', 'lo', 'lp', 'lq', 'ls', 'lt', 'lw', 'lx', 'ly', 'lz', 'ma', 'mb', 'me', 'mf', 'mh', 'mi', 'mj', 'mk', 'ml', 'mm', 'mp', 'mq', 'mr', 'ms', 'mu', 'mv', 'mw', 'mx', 'my', 'mz', 'nc', 'nf', 'ng', 'nj', 'nk', 'nl', 'nm', 'nn', 'nq', 'nr', 'ns', 'nt', 'nu', 'nv', 'nw', 'nx', 'ny', 'nz', 'oa', 'ob', 'oc', 'od', 'oe', 'of', 'oh', 'oi', 'oj', 'ok', 'ol', 'om', 'on', 'oo', 'op', 'oq', 'or', 'ot', 'ou', 'ov', 'ow', 'ox', 'oy', 'oz', 'pc', 'pe', 'pf', 'pg', 'ph', 'pi', 'pj', 'pk', 'pl', 'pn', 'pp', 'pq', 'ps', 'pv', 'pw', 'px', 'py', 'pz', 'qa', 'qb', 'qc', 'qd', 'qe', 'qf', 'qg', 'qh', 'qi', 'qj', 'qk', 'ql', 'qm', 'qn', 'qo', 'qp', 'qq', 'qr', 'qs', 'qt', 'qu', 'qv', 'qw', 'qx', 'qy', 'qz', 'rc', 'rd', 'ri', 'rj', 'rk', 'rl', 'rm', 'ro', 'rp', 'rq', 'rr', 'rs', 'rt', 'rv', 'rw', 'rx', 'ry', 'rz', 'sa', 'sd', 'sf', 'sh', 'sj', 'sk', 'sl', 'so', 'sp', 'sq', 'ss', 'st', 'su', 'sv', 'sw', 'sx', 'sy', 'sz', 'td', 'tf', 'tg', 'tj', 'tk', 'tn', 'to', 'tp', 'tq', 'tr', 'tt', 'tu', 'tv', 'tw', 'tx', 'ty', 'tz', 'ua', 'ub', 'uc', 'ud', 'ue', 'uf', 'ug', 'uh', 'ui', 'uj', 'uk', 'ul', 'um', 'un', 'uo', 'up', 'uq', 'ur', 'us', 'ut', 'uu', 'uv', 'uw', 'ux', 'uy', 'uz', 'va', 'vb', 'vc', 'vd', 've', 'vf', 'vg', 'vh', 'vi', 'vj', 'vk', 'vl', 'vm', 'vn', 'vo', 'vp', 'vq', 'vr', 'vs', 'vt', 'vu', 'vv', 'vw', 'vx', 'vy', 'vz', 'wa', 'wb', 'wc', 'wd', 'we', 'wf', 'wg', 'wh', 'wi', 'wj', 'wk', 'wl', 'wm', 'wn', 'wo', 'wp', 'wq', 'wr', 'ws', 'wt', 'wu', 'wv', 'ww', 'wx', 'wy', 'wz', 'xa', 'xb', 'xc', 'xd', 'xf', 'xg', 'xh', 'xi', 'xj', 'xk', 'xl', 'xm', 'xn', 'xo', 'xp', 'xq', 'xr', 'xs', 'xt', 'xu', 'xv', 'xw', 'xx', 'xy', 'xz', 'ya', 'yc', 'yd', 'ye', 'yf', 'yg', 'yh', 'yi', 'yj', 'yk', 'yl', 'ym', 'yn', 'yo', 'yp', 'yq', 'yr', 'ys', 'yt', 'yu', 'yv', 'yw', 'yx', 'yy', 'yz', 'za', 'zb', 'zc', 'zd', 'ze', 'zf', 'zg', 'zh', 'zi', 'zj', 'zk', 'zl', 'zm', 'zo', 'zp', 'zq', 'zs', 'zt', 'zu', 'zv', 'zw', 'zx', 'zy', 'zz']

[eaudrey35]

Dr. Phil I gotta a couple of question and some stuff to say. Dr. Phil have u sat down with the exonerated 5 ask them how them and their families were doing after Donald Trump took at that ads and buildboards calling for their deaths. Have u sat down with EJ Carroll the wm Trump raped and continue to defame. Have u sat down with Judge Marchun family ask them how they feel after Trump attacks. Have sat down with anyone Trump stiffed and didn't pay. Ask how they were doing. U sat down with Trump with a 70 minute softball interview with correcting him once on his nonsense. U urself Dr Phil knows Joe Biden had nothing to do with Trump being prosecuted. U know that was a state matter. Just like Georgia. Yet u said nothing. When YouTubers like Jesse Dollarmore and others start calling u out on ur bs u want to bully them try make them take down snippets of ur video down. U want to use that old excuse I am not political yes u r. This was very political and strategic. U know it I know and others know it and that is why u mad and trying to bully ppl. U r a hit dog hollering very loudly

[incorporatedmmorg]

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[fagpeterstrahm]

[shinwhoohoo]

Omg if that happens I’ll be right there crying with you!!! 😭🙏 Ngl, I lowkey watched yesterday’s VLIVE hoping for a Baro cameo (even tho i knew deep down that it’s just wishful thinking at this time).

Re: their contracts - if anything, I’m hoping that their 2018 experience has allowed them to be a little bit more open with their communication, and that the 3 are now more actively talking about their contract/future/what they wanna do when it’s up, so they can avoid anyone feeling blindsided. In D+ I kind of got the feeling that esp. at that point, this open-ness was/is something they want to value… kind of? Maybe? When Shinwoo was saying from then on it has to be their collective decision, the three of them no matter what..

I don’t really follow any other k-pop groups (or agencies) aside from B1A4, so I’d love to hear a bit more about why you think RBW hasn’t been doing right by their artists?

And speaking of agencies and what they do for their artists—I got some B1A4 albums recently and I’ve noticed in a lot of these shoots (and even in the ad campaigns they did), Gongchan photographs REALLY well!! Maybe he just didn’t/doesn’t want to (or it’s just not WM/RBW’s focus), but I think modeling might be a missed calling of his?!! (I literally went from not being to tell him and Jinyoung apart to thinking hey Channie should be a model lol)

Well, if it were to be anyone Baro would be the more likely 😆 so here's to hoping it will happen sometime this decade lmaoo

Definitely, I think they’re at a point where anything they’d do, it would be together. I guess it’s more if they’d stay under WM Ent. (RBW) or venture elsewhere. Which speaking of, I spoke a bit about my issues and concerns (and some overall messiness) regarding RBW entertainment here and here and here lol (there’s also some more info in the replies you can take a read of-- overall RBW just seems... questionable in their business antics). 

UGH yes Gongchan is so handsome omg... underrated visual king that we all secretly have as our number 1, our BANA fanclub president, our extra, sassy, Leo maknae lol. But yeah, I’ve said this about Gongchan from time to time over the years, he just never seemed like the type to be too interested in really doing too many solo projects, happy with just doing a guest appearance here or there. This radio guest hosting that he has going right now is actually one of the longer gigs he’s kept up (other than like the two web dramas he’s done in the past 11 years lol. Otherwise, he just did some very short stints with usually video-game related shows). So I think he just wasn’t too interested? But he would make a very good model, I agree. There’s a reason I have my ‘carved from marble’ tag 😉 😉

But omg at your last point haha I remember a lot of people used to think they looked alike when they were still rookies!! 😁 It’s one of those things where once you can tell the difference, you wonder why you thought that but tbh, there’s still the occasional picture I’ll see of Jinyoung where I’ll think he kinda looks like Gongchan. (Never the other way around though lol). There’s also been from time to time where I’ll see a pic of Jinyoung and Sandeul and think they look similar. All depends on the angle I guess!

[sparrowsocks]

Hermitcraft today was WHIPLASH.

So anyway I have some uh… not theories but. Not headcanons. IDEAS.

Starting with the gem/rendoc/pearl group:

-ren and doc have no idea why they’re doing what the books ask of them. Like towards the end of their adventure ren was like. We don’t really know, but we doin it :)

-for fucks sake another entity that’s influencing hermitcraft s8

-when pearl was stuck in the middle and their choices were to delete her and get their stuff back or just leave. Pearl and Gem dying from that really just feels to me like their data is corrupted now. Like because on this server everyone always respawns, they couldn’t have deleted Pearl. So when she respawned that wasn’t meant to happen. Corrupt pearl. And I added gem because she also died from the same thing.

-goat dads break into your house and ask you to go on a quest. I’d say yes too.

Onto Mumbo….

-…

-I’ll be honest I don’t actually know what I was watching the entire time.

-I’ve literally not got anything I’m still in milf shock from that video

Zedaph……

-less relating to the video he posted and more about the shit ton of worman and evil X stuff I’ve been seeing as of late…

-Zed Is one of the only hermits who Ex hasn’t talked to at all this season. And going on the headcanon that Zed is worman THATS JUST UPSETTING. And If zed wants to poke through all the hermits brains that includes ex.

-so we all know the Jeff the minion theory. And all I’m saying is zed is literally the only person who could figure it out via his brain experiments. Considering WM knew Ex better than anyone.

[hyrule-kingdom-updates]

Impa rested her head in her hands, sitting on the rock in dismay. Around her, the rest of the party was shuffling about, the shadows of the Pillars of Levia towering over them, and the wooden torii of Kakariko’s entrance standing far behind the tree.

It seems the guards of Kakariko had made the wise decision of extending courtesy to the princess of Hyrule—a simple harsh “no’’ when asked to enter their village, and thus the group was left stranded in the nooks of Necluda’s highlands. Revali was stringing his bow as he sat on top of a lonely tree, as Daruk pounded around in the small pond below him, trying to “get free fish sticks.” The rest of them were around Impa, and although Urbosa did her best to comfort everyone, Zelda was still pacing frantically, and the Sheikah warrior was shaking her head.

“We’re so fucked.” Impa muttered to the patch of grass. Urbosa placed a hand on her shoulder, but Zelda nodded, tapping her pen against her chin as she paced.

“Yes.” The princess walked back and forth, and forth and back. “I would say that is an accurate descriptor of our situation.”

“We cannot give up hope just yet.” Urbosa cut in. “We have come to far, and giving up now would mean—”

“We all die.” Revali finished, not looking up from his work. “Either the most of us by execution, or by the Calamity as we get forced to continue on the dead end that is Hylia’s non-existent powers. I think we’re all well aware of the consequences…yes.” The Rito sighed, looking up at the clouding sky. “I could have been a musician, you know?”

“HA! SOOOMETHING TELLS ME THAT SORT OF LIFE AIN’T SUITED FOR YOU.” Daruk bellowed. He happily cheered to himself as he caught a small minnow. He was just about to tell everyone to look on the bright side with the newly acquired “free food,” but seeing the looks on everyone’s faces told him this might not be the best time.

“Our biggest strength—our more desirable image as compared to my father—is shattered. So what do we do now?” Zelda paused, looking at the group.

Impa played with her hair, and she bit her lip, thinking. “Well. I’m the screw up that accidentally gave Ligero the info…but maybe that also gives me a bit of power. Silver lining, at least.” She stood. “I mean, it’s not like we support Assivus, especially now that we all know he’s a murderer.” She placed her hands on her hips.

“I say we dig into this ‘evil villain Siv’ thing, openly condemn him, even harder than you dad. Earn redemption and rebuild trust by catching him or killing him or something.”

“What?!” Zelda whipped around, walking towards her. “We can’t do that!”

“Wha-wha-wha?? Well why not?” Hestu asked, still in the middle of a mood appropriate dance.

“Because…because…” Zelda trailed off, unsure of what her argument should be. Impa just raised an eyebrow.

“Your Majesty, you can’t seriously still be attached to the guy.”

“Well the evidence is circumstantial!” Zelda shouted, planting a foot down. “I mean, there’s no physical evidence, or even a confession! D-Do…Do you all really believe him to be a murderer…?”

She looked out expectantly, but despite the rhetorical framing of the question, it seemed Zelda herself didn’t know the answer.

No one responded for a moment.

“It doesn’t matter what the truth is.” Revali finally hopped off the tree, walking towards everyone. “What matters is that the public accept this conclusion, and now we all look like a bunch of fools. Or at the very least, incompetent. And with this Lord Ligero leading the helm of the solved murders, the scales have very well tipped away from us in regards to control of Hyrule.”

“This is the best we can do, at the moment.” Urbosa sighed. “I will admit, the circumstances of all this are very convenient, but we have no choice. We have to move forward in whatever means necessary, for everyone’s sake.”

“Just let him go, Zelda.” Impa shrugged. “You’ll feel better about it. He’s not a good guy.”

The princess just sat in the grass, flipping through the pages of her book—notes filled with designs for Terrako, scribbles for Rito Village and Zora’s Domain, trees, and blades and quills…

She looked up. “I suppose…there’s no use arguing. We just have to accept this truth. I’ll do as I must to be Queen.”

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